So I left Sheffield yesterday homeward bound to say my goodbyes to friends and fam in Wiltshire. I was gutted to leave, especially as I live with my long term boyf there and he’s not coming with me to NZ…I am not even really the soppy type…oh well!
So I caught the train (which was 50mins late…greeeeat) and ended up back in my little village near Devizes in Wiltshire last night. After a catch up with my bro and dad in the pub the reality of actually leaving for NZ soon kicked in.
I am feeling relatively prepared, but I am supposed to go into Devizes today to sort out bank stuff…however, its 12 and I’m still in my jammies. Goddamn!
Also, A CHRISTMAS ADVERT JUST CAME ON THE TV…arrrgh! At least I will be on the beach this Christmas. Woohoo! Three days until liftoff
